So of course we had to go. And after a few wrong turns traipsing through the West Village, we arrived.
The building was once Aaron Burr's carriage house. It's dark and romantic and decorated with antiques and/or reproductions. Multiple fireplaces warm the rooms. The resident pianist entertains. Perfect atmosphere for a special occasion. (In fact, we witnessed one happy couple become engaged.)
Service was impeccable, of course. Everyone was friendly and efficient.
It's a price fixe menu, you choose an appetizer, an entree and a dessert. There's an extensive wine list -- I ordered prosecco -- as well as cocktails from the bar. Drew ordered his usual amaretto Collins.
Our meal began with a tasting of cured salmon over creme fraiche. Drew's appetizer was seared scallops served with pork belly, both perfectly cooked. I opted for a winter salad -- greens in vinaigrette, slices of blood orange, walnuts and dates. We both ordered the butter poached lobster -- lobster tail and claw meat served with a medley of vegetables.
Desserts are elegant. Drew ordered the vanilla creme, a variation on creme brulee served with a variety of fruity toppings. I ordered profiteroles, pastries served with creams.